#Chapter39
Little do we know, how life takes a big turn quickly.
little do we know that we trust the wrong person.
Until, it's too late.
That Someone may die because of our choices.
We can lose someone because of those wrong choices.
Benjamin Carson Black
Benjamin's POV.
/"Elijah./" I yelled his name as soon as I entered the room and saw him standing next to my gun /"Get away from there./"
I quickly walked to him and picked him up. /"It's heavy. It's not like the one Aunt Anna gave me./" He said confused as I looked at him and put him down.
/"You touch my gun?/" I asked and he quickly nodded /"Why the hell did you touch it. It's not a fucking toy Elijah./" I continued shouting at him.
/"Sorry daddy./" I could see he was sad but I was so damn angry to even care
/"That sorry would've cost your damn life Elijah and your mom would've killed me./" I snapped at him and he started crying.